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Zhao Man was dressed in a long white garment, truly pure and captivating, with her delicate white hands clutching Xi Yue's clothing as she apologized to her.
She appeared like a fragile woman, yet she possessed some grace.
Xi Yue could only agree, having always regarded her as a younger sister; they shared a very harmonious sisterly bond.
Usually, she would write unconventional things and enjoyed making jokes at her own expense, but it was all in good fun and never taken seriously.
She said, "Sister, I don't have this delicate and charming appearance, but you mustn't joke about it in the future; it's not good for your reputation."
She also glanced at Qin Feng, who was still rolling his eyes at him, as if warning him.
"Husband, regarding what my sister just said, you were just laughing at that moment and didn't take it seriously, right?"
Of course, Qin Feng felt the same way; how could he take it seriously? Even if he thought about it, he couldn't; it would definitely lead to a big commotion.
The atmosphere lightened again, transforming into a relationship between sisters and the bond between the younger sister and Brother Qin.
Zhao Man was not just joking; those were her true feelings. Somehow, the words hidden in her heart came out; she had admired Brother Qin for a long time and had developed feelings for him.
In the past, Brother Qin was quite refined, excelling in poetry and writing beautiful calligraphy. He treated his sister very well and was simply the model of an ideal husband.
After all, she was still a young lady from a prestigious family with overly simple thoughts.
Qin Feng looked at his primary wife with elegance as she admired the blooming flowers and evergreen trees brought from the south.
Of course, in this cold winter season when everything else was withering away, it stood out somewhat; he could only watch without really caring.
Zhao Man looked at the beautiful flowers and green trees, feeling somewhat happy, especially upon seeing Brother Qin, the model of the older brother next door.
She said, "Brother Qin, with so many beautiful flowers and green trees here, why don't you compose a poem on the spot for me and my sister to appreciate your literary talent? Would that be alright?"
Qin Feng was taken aback; the idea of writing a poem seemed rather absurd! He hadn't written a love poem in a long time.
Xi Yue, dressed in a red robe with red blush on her face, had lost the ethereal beauty of the white-clothed fairy and now appeared very feminine, with an alluring figure.
Her large eyes initially looked at him with great expectation but quickly faded into disappointment.
Qin Feng noticed this. He used to have some talent; he could play with words and ink, which was why such a stunning wife would choose him as her husband.
It was just writing a poem; it wasn't like he had never done it before, although it had been quite a while since he last wrote a love poem.
He gazed at the blooming flowers and grass, as well as the green trees, and began to gather his thoughts.
He recited, "To the left, white-clad companions among red blooms, five-colored flowers and green trees in between. To the right, blue branches welcoming the beauty; the beauty's husband admires the entire garden."
He felt it had some artistic flair, subtly praising his primary wife's beauty while acknowledging that he couldn't quite match her looks.
Xi Yue heard this and realized that his poetic skills had indeed diminished. It sounded nice but lacked substance and coherence.
However, since he praised her stunning appearance, she forgave him and burst into laughter, appearing very pleased.
Zhao Man thought it was not bad; although it was somewhat inferior to before, it still had some charm. He praised himself as a great beauty who could be compared to her sister.
Brother Qin compares himself to Husband, and he and his sister are compared to beauties, enjoying the flowers together. Could it be that his heart has that intention as well?
A flush appeared on her face, and she felt her love for him growing. It was merely a form of admiration, but in ancient times, that could be considered love.
“Brother Qin, your poetry is truly wonderful! It has charm and substance, not empty at all. Why don’t you teach me? I want to learn; I don’t want to just practice the piano at home anymore.”
Qin Feng was naturally pleased, a smile spreading across his face. To have a beauty appreciate his poetry felt amazing, even if it was just that.
It felt like a pure and charming Neighboring Sister; teaching her wouldn’t be a problem, and he would be happy to do so.
However, this time he was cautious and glanced at his stunning wife to gauge her expression; he couldn’t act recklessly.
Wang Xiyue looked at the Pure and Innocent Sister beside her. Why was she so different today? She seemed to have a good impression of her Husband. Had she missed him after only a few days apart?
Teaching her a few lines of poetry wasn’t a big deal; after all, he would be watching from the side. Qin Feng didn’t dare to act foolishly; otherwise, he wouldn’t be able to escape unscathed.
Agreeing, Qin Feng began to teach her poetry. In truth, he didn’t understand it too well himself, following a more modern and open approach.
This made her admire him even more, shedding the constraints of the past—she wanted to do whatever she wished.
If following Brother Qin's idea of pursuing beauty is correct, then shouldn’t she also express her feelings and let him know?
Zhao Man surprisingly stayed at the Qin Residence, joining them for dinner.
It had been a long time since she had eaten at the Qin Residence, and she missed the old chef’s cooking, so she decided to stay for dinner.
At the dining table, she cast a flirtatious glance at Qin Feng, which seemed to carry affectionate intent.
Qin Feng sensed something; could it be that this Neighboring Sister truly had feelings for him, with such deep emotion in her gaze?
He dared not meet her loving eyes directly, as there were two stunning ladies nearby watching, and he did not want to be caught in their scrutiny.
Both Primary Wife Xi Yue and his wife Xiao Xiao noticed it. They were experienced and recognized that affectionate look was undoubtedly directed at Husband, what a sister trying to steal her own sister's husband.
After finishing the meal, Zhao Man planned to leave the Qin Residence. However, she did not arrive in a carriage but followed a maid who had already returned.
Qin Feng and Primary Wife also walked to the Gate of Your Residence to see her off.
A carriage was arranged for Neighboring Sister, the only one in the residence, driven by the skilled coachman Guan Ping.
Coachman Guan Ping was a rough man, tall and sturdy, though his face was quite coarse and dark yellow. He wore ordinary clothing, resembling a servant.
Seeing this pure and gentle young lady made him very happy; he smiled broadly and invited her into the carriage before sending her home.
Zhao Man was a young lady from a wealthy family, accustomed to being pampered. Having this rough man escort her made her somewhat anxious. What if he had ulterior motives on the way? After all, she had heard about him from her sister.
She said, "Can Brother Qin accompany me in the carriage? Sisters, please! This coachman looks too fierce; I’m scared, and he’s also unfamiliar."
Her worry reflected her delicate nature, and her voice was charmingly persuasive.
Hearing this, coachman Guan Ping felt somewhat saddened. In fact, his wife used to be gentle too; she just didn’t possess such ethereal beauty. His smile faded as he felt downcast.
Primary Wife certainly disagreed and planned to have Afu replace Qin Feng, but unexpectedly, Afu was nowhere to be found; he had just been there during dinner.
Qin Feng got into the carriage, and although he was willing, it felt honorable to take this pure and charming Neighboring Sister home.
Soon, the two of them were in the carriage, and a silence fell between them.
Currently, Qin Feng only regarded Zhao Man as a Neighboring Sister, without any such thoughts, especially since she was his Primary Wife's close friend; he couldn't dare to act otherwise.
However, Zhao Man felt an impulse towards the person she admired. Listening to his aspirations for freedom and beauty, she leaned her long, warm body against his shoulder, feeling the warmth and spaciousness of it.
For a moment, she didn't dare to express her feelings directly. She had already developed feelings for him and wanted him to marry her, but that seemed unlikely.
Leaning her soft, warm body against him made them seem closer, allowing her to feel his warmth.
At that moment, Qin Feng could no longer remain calm; this was a hint! A hint!
Yet he tried to comfort himself, thinking that the Neighboring Sister was just tired from playing and wanted a shoulder to lean on. He shouldn't get too excited; after all, she was his wife's close friend, like a sister.
The strands of hair that floated over carried a fragrant scent—fresh and pure, yet tinged with youthful shyness.
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